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I have always guarded and very much enjoyed my time alone. But not here lately. Perhaps I’m getting old. Perhaps I need a hobby. Wait. I have plenty of those, but none of which seem that engaging at this very moment. I don’t even want to read. Or maybe. Just maybe that one person that I’d really love to be with right now isn’t here. That’s it.

I took a vacation day from work today. It rained. It didn’t just rain. It rained a nasty ass drizzle the ENTIRE day. And it was only around 50 degrees. I didn’t really take a vacation day because I had something to do. I took it because I simply feel as though I need one whole weekday off – per month – from my job. I know. Do I want some cheese to go with that whine? You bet. Excuse me while I get a glass – of wine.

I only had one plan for today. It didn’t happen. I got the little weekday only kind of things taken care. The car serviced and all that jazz. Of course the place I take my car to is open on Sunday. But do I want to spend my Sunday over there? No. No I do not.

The rest of the day was spent fighting with this rain, running about tending to things that came up unexpectedly with my daughter. Things that I wished I wouldn’t have had to deal with. I am though, thankful that I had the day to take care of these things but at the same time I am choosing to complain. Why is that? I guess I wanted to do something else today but I don’t really know what that would have been.

Funny isn’t it. We have everything we want yet we complain. I’ve started a gratitude journal once again. I need to hit my yoga mat as well. I know why I practice and I know why I choose not to. And guess what? It’s none of your business. Today anyway.

So tonight I am thankful that I am here and that I am healthy. That my kid is healthy. That my family is healthy. My pets are all awesome and healthy. Apollo, the new dog is going to daycare once a week. He’s making improvements. Oh and we got him a shock collar with a zone and he hasn’t touched the furniture since. Who knew? I am thankful for the job that got me this house and in turn, I wish I never had to leave it on a daily basis. I am thankful that my washer and dryer are cranking away at this very moment. I could after all, be in a Laundromat. No thanks. I am grateful that I actually have two more days off. And that they’re supposed to be warm, bright and sunny and maybe, just maybe filled with yoga.